Sunday 8 September 2013

Another phone lost/Stolen

Finally lost my HTC Desire C.  I had misplaced it so many times, it even had to be repaired when the screen cracked.  Attended my sister BBQ then that's where it finally got taken.  Which saddens me I was serving drinks being delightful, serving cakes ice cream anyhow someone who all seemed so nice has my phone.  This really saddens me.


posted fb 06/09/13
#216 Gone for Good


It’s happened again
this time I can’t say
if I tell you,
you wouldn’t believe me anyway


I had been so complacent
it always came back
thats what I would say
now it’s been almost a month
it’s time for me to mourn
this time it isn’t coming back
once again I am forlorn


so if you see my HTC
tell him I said sorry
I should’ve not taken him for granted
should have seen the signs
you weren’t happy with the treatment
now you have gone to have

a better life!

Having Problems

Tiered and running out of rhymes.  Well it is day 217


posted fb 08/09/13  should have been 07

#217 Looking For a Rhyme

I have got to write a poem
I have to make it rhyme
Lately I am I always seem to be running out of time

I’ve written on all subjects
gambling and debt
its finding it harder and harder

to find something to write about
without unveiling more of me
this hasn’t been easy
yes it serves me right
I was the one who chose
this challenge
when everything was right
I lay up late at night

desperately waiting for a hook or a line

The Drum the First Communicator

There are some poems that resonate in your heart and returns to you many times though out your life.  This is my poem or a version that has been raising in my conscience at various times throughout the past five years.  No doubt I will write another version of this.

posted fb 20/08/13

#206 The Drum
The drum was the first reporter
it told of trouble
it communicated dreams
it spoke of woe
the drum beats on
it will never stop
the drum in my heart
relays my anxiety
tells of my joy  
I hope beats on and on
and never stops